When she entered again, the elder of the two cousins was putting stuff in the fridge.
Paul, who appeared to be the elder brother, was a robust figure who never closed his mouth even while eating.
On seeing the young master, the elder one with frightened look clutched her younger companion by the hand and hid with her behind a birch tree, not stopping to pick up some green plums they had dropped.
He was their elder, the peacemaker, and the executioner.
As the elder brother, he took his role seriously, even if it was the only thing he put any effort into.